Since When Is Yoga Practice Pretty?
*DISCLAIMER -- Joan, I apologize in advance for the curse words!*
The gorgeous, graceful, perfectly timed yoga video… We’ve all seen them. Yoga practitioners going about their yoga practices with ease, making every posture look mastered and ethereal. Movements are calm and the breath is steady. Sometimes these students are even smiling, as if privy to some otherworldly realm that has tickled their funny bone; not an ounce of sweat broken.
Are you fucking high??? Real yoga doesn’t look like that!
The Ashtanga practice is difficult and unglamorous. When practicing with intention, most students will start sweating profusely within the first 10 minutes of movement. The breathing is loud and sometimes labored. Involuntary grunts, burps, and farts escape practitioners, often to their horror. Pristine yoga clothes start to sag and droop with every asana, as hair begins to look like something from the pages of Where The Wild Things Are.
That shit’s not cute. Trust me.
And that’s okay! Because yoga isn’t supposed to be cute. Yoga isn’t about your great outfit or your lovely hair. It has nothing to do with how you effortlessly get into Marichyasana D or how you beautifully transition from Supta Kurmasana to Bakasana. And makeup? Well, fuck that. Who wears makeup when practicing yoga anyway? If you want your face to slide off mid practice, go ahead. But I don’t recommend it.
My piece of advice: Don’t compare yourself to someone else. Just do your practice, regardless of what it looks like. And know that the uglier it looks, the better it is. An ugly, sweaty, farty practice means that you’re REALLY trying. And that’s all that matters.
Much more to come from Finding Isvara on this topic! Stay tuned. And Joan, I'm sorry again... Those swears just seemed to work so darn perfectly! ❤️